Today is Maundy Thursday, or better known as Holy Thursday. It is a day of the Last Supper and the powerful, heartwrenching scene in the Garden of Gethsemane. There, a human Lord was faced with a crisis. One of His disciples turned on him; one denied Him; the others did not stay awake with Him during His struggles. He asked the Father for help. How often do we face storms and ask for help? We need to know that in the midst of crisis, there is a Father who listens to us.
This poem is written as part of the National Poetry Month challenge found at #digipoetry and as an offering to the Spiritual Journey Thursday community under the direction of Holly Mueller. Please visit both sites.
Happy National Poetry Month
Please come back to join me as I continue to weave words into a tapestry of thought for my Poetry Parade.